Possessive Books Novels & Stories

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My breathing is ragged,pissed off that he stopped. “You can’t fully claim me as yours” “You act as if that’s gonna stop me.I think you underestimate just how far I’ll go to prove that you’re mine now.” I just wanted him to continue so I gave in. “I’m…yours”. “Damn right.Mine.Now and always Tiana.” The way he says it feels less like possession and more like a vow.

“I know.” “Then what am I?” I step closer— just one step this time. Careful. Measured. She doesn’t pull away. Doesn’t panic. Just watches. “You’re mine to protect,” I say. Not possession. Not ownership. Something else. Something deeper. Stronger. More dangerous. Her breath catches. “That sounds like control.” “It’s not.” “What is it then?” A pause. Then— “A promise.” Silence falls. Different this time. Because promises— they mean something.

If she saw me zoning out one more time, she’d definitely start bugging me. We kept walking, and Veronica was her usual chatty self, typical Veronica, always rambling about milk tea and romance novels. She can stay up all night reading those love stories, but when it comes to our class textbooks? She’s already yawning by the first page. We were already inside the milk tea shop, I had my drink in hand, but Veronica was still at the counter, arguing with the server about the quality of the sugar used. A few more minutes passed before she finally wrapped things up and marched straight over to the table where I was sitting.

My novel—the story of a woman reclaiming her dignity from a world that tried to buy her—was becoming the very weapon I needed. ​As the sun set over the Alps, casting long, purple shadows across my study, I felt a surge of quiet power. I was building an empire of words, and the foundation was so strong that not even the Beckett name could shake it. I was no longer hiding; I was ascending. And the best part was that the man who thought he knew my price was now just another reader, probably wondering who the woman behind the "L.L. Ni" pen name truly was.

Tora, then again, resembled a nitwit in the light of her dazzling eyes; he slowly took the ballpen from the pack and handed it to Abraham while he had a sweet smile. "Much obliged by your hair." Abraham groaned, as he picked up Tora's ballpen. He was then eyed before pivoting into the Registration Office. It was then that Haya came out inside, she saw Tora was confused. He hurried over to her, surprising her. Hello!!! What has happened to you? For what reason do you seem to stare. "I see him, I see my Prince Charming." Tora said with a smile. "Tssk! Abraham one more time? For what reason would you say you're so obsessed with him? Do you think he's a woman?" said Haya.

Lewis scoffed trying to keep his anger in check His thumb snaked to her pouty red lips and slowly begun stroking it "The lips are for me corazón. Your kisses belongs to me and only me. Don't ever let anyone kiss you again. I don't wanna even see you with anything that has 3 legs. Am very possessive corazón. The things I cherish and love,I don't toy with it. And you're one of them. One of my top priority" he said sweetly making sure to stare deep into her eyes Laine gulped down nothing feeling the uncontrollable butterflies dancing in her tummy

She thought to herself, “an Alpha would never disgrace his title by mating with me, this mate bond is a mistake in the first place. The moon goddess was out of her mind pairing us together, she must hate me, she must despise me so much that she derives plenty pleasure from twisting my life into different stages of suffering and anguish, but this… this is a pain like no other, and I would be lucky if I make it out of this with my wolf in one piece.” She turned away from the crowd as Emily pulled away from his embrace. The engagement ceremony was complete, and soon, the mating ceremony will follow. “Drop that, go inside and pack Emily’s things, they will be leaving for Crescent moon pack very

The host said, and a lady came forward and took the small vase that cost a fortune. "Our next item." The staff rolled a table again, and the host lifted the white cloth, and inside was a golden figure of a wolf howling. I looked at Zachary, smiling. "What?" He asked when he felt my eyes on him. "You are like that wolf, possessive like an alpha wolf," I said. He grinned and turned his eyes in front again. "This wolf figure is said to be the first alpha werewolf in history. They said whoever has this will always be like an alpha, a leader to those around him. It's only hearsay, and no evidence to prove it. The bid starts at one hundred dollars."

they belong to us. Erasmus is right; she belongs to him and her wolf belongs to Erasmus, he claimed her that night, and his claim still remains valid so long as she isn’t joined to another. She is his, she belongs to him, and he’ll be damned before he lets anyone else have her… or kill her.